Care Charminge Sleepe

by Robert Johnson

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Care Charminge Sleepe
English source: John Fletcher

Care-charming sleep,
thou easer of all woes,
Brother to death,
sweetly thyself dispose
on this afflicted night
fall like a cloud in gentle show'rs;
give nothing to it loud or
painful to his slumber;
easy, sweet
And as a purling stream,
thou son of night.
Pass by his troubled senses;
sing his pain
like hollow murmuring wind,
or silver rain.
Into thyself gently,
O gently, o gently slide
And kiss him into slumbers
Like a bride.


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